Kitchen Poem #4
Lauro Vazquez
lauro.vazquez@students.dominican.edu
I like to chase you around the kitchen
treading your footsteps like the
tracks of a seagull marking my way
to your shores because it is then
that your feet become the loveliest
of prey and i can follow you like a river
like a pilgrim lost in the night and watch
your feet bloom like two beautiful suns
i would do anything just to sit still
and awaken as the scarf that strokes
your neck every morning
now i am this dog guarding your feet
at every footstep and i am happy just being
let in through the back of the kitchen
